Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

Due to excessive physical exertion, Qian Yiman slept very deeply.

She was woken up by hunger. If she wasn't so hungry, she thought she could sleep until late at night.

She was wearing pajamas, which looked clean and fresh, without any stickiness at all. Yan Zhengting must have helped her clean it.

It's quite considerate.

Qian Yiman felt sore and weak all over her body. She lay on the pillow for a long time and was unwilling to move.

However, the tempting smell of food outside wafted in through the half-open door, making her already hungry stomach growl even louder.

She rubbed her belly, hesitating between getting up and not getting up, feeling torn.

A voice told her that she was really hungry and wanted to remember it.

Another voice told her that she felt sore all over and was too lazy to get up.

Fortunately, her conflicted emotions did not last long.

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside. Qian Yiman heard the noise and turned around.

Seeing that she woke up, Yan Zhengting's originally calm eyes suddenly became extremely soft, and he walked towards her with a few big strides.

He came to sit on the bed, stretched out his hand to help her gently rub her waist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of teasing in his tone, "Will you dare to do it next time?"

"Hmm~~" After knowing what he meant, Qian Yiman immediately pulled the sheet over her already red face and replied in a muffled voice: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

What I mean is, we will never dare to do it again!

Whether it's a matter of face or not, she doesn't plan to take it!

"Come on, don't get bored, let me hold you for a bit." Yan Zhengting laughed softly as he looked at the little ostrich on the bed. He pulled the sheet off her face, then picked her up and put her on his lap.

Thinking of the ridiculous thing that happened between them before, Qian Yiman couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

The blushing and heart-pounding picture lingered in her mind, and she twisted her body uncomfortably with her ears red.

"Behave yourself." Yan Zhengting patted her buttocks and warned her in a low voice not to move any further.

In just a moment, Qian Yiman became obedient because she discovered that something dangerous was quietly changing.

Anyway, she can't afford to serve anymore.

The way she leaned quietly in his arms looked both well-behaved and lovable.

Yan Zhengting's heart moved slightly, and he asked in a gentle voice, "Are you hungry?"

“So hungry~~”

Qian Yiman raised her head, touched her hungry stomach, and looked at him aggrievedly with her bright big eyes.

It's as if to say, you've tossed me to and fro for hours, how can I not be hungry?

Yan Zhengting's eyes were full of smiles. He kissed her on the forehead, and his tone was full of doting, "I cooked some noodles. Let's go eat together."

"okay."

When she heard there was food to eat, Qian Yiman's eyes lit up. She would eat either noodles or rice, as long as it was edible.

She felt hungry enough to finish a large bowl.

Yan Zhengting didn't let her get down. He just held her buttocks like a child and carried her out of the bedroom while she was still in her pajamas.

Qian Yiman found that she was still wearing pajamas, so she reached out and patted the man's arm, reminding him: "Hey, wait, I haven't changed my clothes yet."

"No need to change, there are only two of us at home." Yan Zhengting said indifferently.

That was true, Qian Yiman no longer insisted.

Just like that, it seemed like there was one more benefit to having the children not at home.

When they arrived at the dining table, Yan Zhengting placed his wife in his arms on a chair, and then carefully adjusted the angle to help her turn on the fan.

He knew that she was always afraid of heat.

After doing all this, I turned around and went into the kitchen with peace of mind.

Qian Yiman sat obediently on the chair waiting for him. After a while, she saw him coming out with a pot of noodles.

After putting the things on the table, Yan Zhengting went to the kitchen again and took out two sets of clean bowls and chopsticks.

Looking at this pot of delicious noodles, Qian Yiman felt even hungrier, as she knew very well how good her husband's cooking skills were.

She couldn't help swallowing.

Just as she was about to get herself a bowl of noodles, Yan Zhengting bent down, picked her up, and then sat on the chair she had just sat on.

When Qian Yiman reacted, she was already held in the man's arms and legs, with a mouthful of noodles fed to her by him.

Yan Zhengting always does things by himself and never lets his woman have the chance to take action.

Qian Yiman chewed the noodles carefully that her man fed her, feeling so happy that her heart was bubbling with joy.

Yan Zhengting touched her smooth face and smiled, "So happy?"

"Well, happy."

Qian Yiman's eyes narrowed as she smiled.

After having a child, the time they spend alone together has become much less. They can't act so intimate in front of the child every day.

So, it had been a long time since he held her and fed her like this.

"Now that I'm back in Kyoto, I plan to send the kids to live with my parents on weekends and during the winter and summer vacations..." Yan Zhengting said his plan while feeding her noodles.

This way, the couple will have more time alone and can do things without being shameful.

For example, kissing and hugging, feeding, and even trying the taste of indulgence...

"Comrade Yan Zhengting, your plan is really blatant." The couple had a tacit understanding. Qian Yiman immediately understood his intention and said cheerfully, "But I agree too."

The couple looked at each other and smiled, and felt that this was a good idea.

"Don't just feed me, eat too." Qian Yiman felt a little distressed.

She could guess without thinking that after she fell asleep, the man must have been busy at home and outside for a long time.

He was always like this, silently and proactively completing all the work, never complaining about being tired afterwards, and even taking care of her in every detail.

Yan Zhengting helped her wipe the corner of her mouth and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will eat after you are full."

"I don't care, you eat too." Qian Yiman snatched the chopsticks from the man's hand, picked up the bowl, picked up a chopstick of noodles and fed it to him, not allowing him to refuse, "Hurry up, ah, open your mouth."

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end he still followed her wishes and obediently accepted the loving feeding from his wife.

In this way, the couple fed each other one mouthful at a time, and they finished half the pot of noodles.

After being served and having her fill, Qian Yiman took a look into the pot and discovered that only half of the originally large pot was left.

Unexpectedly, they ate so much without realizing it. She was almost stunned by their appetite.

She blinked her bright eyes and asked, "Can we eat so much?"

"Not much." Yan Zhengting put his forehead against hers, their eyes met, with an ambiguous light flashing in their eyes, "After all, we have been exercising a lot today..."

I was teased again!

Qian Yiman didn't want to admit it, but she understood his hint immediately.

She pinched his mouth with her fingers, glared at him and said fiercely: "We just finished eating, I think you should shut up first!"

The smile on Yan Zhengting's face deepened. He carefully took her hand away and lifted her chin. "No, shut up. What if I want to kiss you?"

"You, ummm~~"

Before she could say anything more, Qian Yiman felt something soft covering her lips, a touch she was very familiar with.

His kiss fell gently, prying her teeth open domineeringly, occupying every corner of her mouth...

A tingling and numb feeling swept through all of Qian Yiman's senses. Her hands gradually climbed up the man's neck and she responded to him naturally.

The two people's hot breaths entangled together, exchanging sweet affections in their ears.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to stop, leaving only the infinite passion for each other...

It seemed like a century had passed...and it ended with a kiss.

Yan Zhengting let go of her hand, calmed down, and reached out to tidy up her slightly messy hair.

Qian Yiman raised her eyes and was unexpectedly caught in the man's sight.

The doting and tenderness in his eyes were so strong that they could not be dissolved, and he did not hide it in front of her at all...

That's so breathtaking.